The Woodpecker Poem
- By Anonymous
A little bird, black and blue,
One day on my window flew,
Tap, tap, tapping on my window frame.
"Don't you do it, it's a shame."
I said.
"Peck, peck pecking on a wood,
That's the way I find my food.
People love my tapping sound,
Ans that's the way I am found."
"I am busy as a bee,
That is why I am happy you see,
That air is filled with my song.
Tap, tap, tapping all day long."
Little children learn from thee,
To be as busy as busy can be.
At your work or at your play,
Remember the woodpecker everyday.
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